It was almost 60 degrees here in the east today so I left the office early, came home and took the cover off the 60 BT7. After a few shots of starter fluid in the carbs, it came to life with the fimiliar throaty sound of the stainless steel exhausts. In a momment I was transported to Healey Heaven. Two hours later I pulled into the garage having shed at least 5 years off my weary winter bones. This is the best winter tonic you could possibly ask for. Please drive your Healey whenever you can. Both of you will be the better for it.